Chapter 1448 Battle With Quadraplets
Paragon Body was the epitome of balance.
The paths that harnessed lifeforce had a weak life essence, meaning while their ability to attack other beings was high, thanks to lifeforce, they themselves couldn't survive more than a few full biological destructions.
Meaning, if you burn them to ashes for a few dozen times, they'd truly die.
On the other hand, those of life essence had significantly lower capabilities in offense. Sure, there were no push overs. With their life essence, they could corrupt another being, kill it or manipulate it to their liking.
It's a very dangerous offense to face. But the limitation was also obvious. As long as the enemy avoided the life essence, they wouldn't be harmed.
Life Essence users, however, have a vitality that made the cockroaches in the celestial ranks.
It's very hard to end them forever.
The power of death, the anti-thesis for all lifeforms, as was power of life for undead, could help kill the warriors using life essence. But even they would rate life essence users as the hardest to kill.
On one hand, essence had the most survivability and on the other, force had the most firepower.
Paragon Body fell in between.Trace the roots of this material to n0v★lbin
Using own life force to strengthen self and having a strong life essence to survive in even harsh conditions—that's the mechanism.
The life essence and life force had about half of responsibility for the overall strength of a Paragon awakener.
So, when the quadraplets used their natal treasures and locked down Varian's lifeforce, only 1/16th of it was available.
A rough calculation left Varian at 56% of his original strength.
Prince Robert had witnessed his enemy survive a few of his blows, albeit the injuries. So, he didn't tell his subordinates to hold back.
They didn't.
"Hey, are you feeling weak in your—"
"—knees."
"You can try crawling—"
"—like a dog."
The mocking remark of one sibling was completely by another. And as they continued to taunt the weakened enemy, they each spoke only half a sentence.
That way of speaking, more than even what they spoke, pissed Varian off.
"Your father should have used protection."
"W-What the fuck—"
"—is a mongrel like you speaking?"
"Arghhh!"
Like a doll snapping into two by the antics of a wild child, the fourth sibling's limbs twisted in a grotesque manner.
Blood spilled out of his mouth like he's some fountain piece spitting red water and the man began to spasm violently as if he was being electrocuted.
Varian closed in swiftly before the trio could rescue him.
Despite their powers working extremely well against a Paragon Body, the siblings themselves all were warriors of the same path.
In any normal scenario, a Paragon Body killing another Paragon Body, particularly one in the same power range was a lengthy and tiring process.
Even if you tear your enemy to pieces, he'd piece back and return to life. It's as frustrating as it's disgusting to imagine clumps of flesh and bone joining together.
But there's a shortcut.
Vroom!
The vibrant wind of Cradle got disturbed. An unholy power, one whose existence ran against the holy notion of life appeared in the synthetic world for the first time in its history.
The power of <Death Giant> was not inhibited by the natal treasures of the quadraplets.
"Die!"
Varian's fist punched through the fourth sibling's chest and grabbed his heart. The darkish red power of death coursed through the injured enemy's body and a string seemed to be cut somewhere.
Like a toy whose battery was gradually hitting the bottom, the energy in the man's body began to fall.
"Get away—"
"—From—"
"—our brother!"
When their sibling had a quarter of his vitality destroyed, the trio managed to reach Varian.
Even though they faced an unreasonable foe, they reacted fairly well. As long as they saved their sibling, they could fight Varian without holding back.
It's not for nothing that they were selected to be the team of Prince Robert. Martial Saint Kong himself appreciated the quadraplets and predicted they would be pillars of the kingdom in the future.
"The way you speak," Varian lifted the fourth sibling and the power of space-time engulfed them.
The attacks of the three siblings reached him in a blink. But as if he was a ghost, all the blasts passed through him.
Boom!
A hand grabbed the nearest sibling by the back of his neck and thrashed him against the already injured one.
Varian's sword Requiem plunged through the hearts of the two brothers and the power of death flowing in the bottom one flowd through the blade and surged into the top.
"Is so fucking annoying."
